theatre review: doomsday kiss

Although I'd recommend the play to anyone - the prices are a little steep, though - I have to offer a warning: you might get Freud stuck in your head. And there are few things worse than having ol' Siggy Fraud stuck in your head. Other than that, Doomsday has rarely been so eccentric.

Doomsday Kiss: The Party at the End of the World

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